To start off the day, I hopped in the shower while Mike stayed in bed with Londyn! Her sleep schedule through the night hadn't gone as planned, but I was hoping I could still make it through my shower before she woke up. Wrong. Trying to take a shower with a newborn is like trying to diffuse a ticking time bomb. You go as fast as you can, and pray for the best! The tricky times are when it's just me and Londyn. I will pull her into the bathroom with me, usually while she's asleep, and just hope the white noise of the running shower will buy me at least 10 minutes so I can scramble through washing my hair and body so I can be presentable to the world. This day, was not one of those days. She woke up after me being in the shower about 5 minutes. Thankfully, her daddy was graceful and walked around with her until I could get out to feed her. The rest of the morning I was rushing around just to get HER ready, let alone myself. It was just one of those mornings. It can only go up from here right? Heaven help me.
Well, so we head out the door to her 2 month check up, and as I try to mentally prepare myself for her shots, all the while, I'm also trying to finish my make up along the way. While en route, I hear Londyn make a dirty diaper! No big deal, I'll just change her as soon as we get there. Plus, it will help me justify being 5 minutes late to her appointment. We get to the doctor's office and check in, and I head down to the bathroom to change Londyn. I get her out of the carseat only to realize my hand is covered. Heaven help me. I shouldn't have to go into much detail, just use your imagination. So, 5 wet wipes and 10 minutes later, Londyn is finally clean. Oh, by the way, remember how I said we were running late? In the mix, I forgot to pack an extra outfit for Londyn. So what did I do? What any good (forgetful) parent would do. I made a baby blanket toga for my baby girl.
Her check up went great! Found out she was just over 24 inches long, in the 97th percentile, and her weight was 11lbs 14 ounces. That brought her in at the 80th percentile. Hard to believe she was 3 weeks early with those numbers! Her Doctor asked a series of questions, went through a couple of exercises with Londyn, and concluded she was "early" in development for a baby her age! Mike and I were SO proud! We have such a big, and SMART baby girl! Then came time for the dreaded shots. Heaven help me! Naturally, she cried when they gave them to her. As soon as I picked her up and comforted her for a couple minutes, she was back to her smily, happy-go-lucky self! I was so proud of my tough girl!
Later that day, we spent an hour and a half with H&R Block filing taxes. Heaven help me! Why it took so long....I do not know. It seemed even longer than that to me because I knew if Londyn woke up, she would be sore, and she would NOT be happy!(again, ticking time-bomb) She did so good though, making it all the way until the end! I took her to the car as dad finished up. Londyn woke up and just as I predicted, she wasn't happy. I have never heard my baby girl cry as hard as she did for those 30 pain-staking minutes. I cried with her, heaven HELP ME! We gave her some tylenol, and drove in circles around the parking lot trying to console her. After what seemed like an eternity, we got her calmed down enough to put her in the carseat, and drive home. I fed her, held her, and rocked her for the rest of the day and night.
To any first time mommies, I wish someone had told ME this bit of advice BEFORE her shots; give your baby a dose of baby tylenol about 20 minutes before the shots, so that you can try to get ahead of the pain. Waiting until they are IN pain to give it to them is miserable for everyone involved!!
Then to end my day, one of my best friends finally made the announcement that she and her husband are expecting their first baby in October!! I was elated!! HEAVEN HELP ME! I now have 2 best friends expecting babies in consecutive months, one in September, and one in October! I absolutely can't wait for the fall!
March 27th was a day for the books to many. However any other mother knows, thats just a day in the life of motherhood. I love every.single.minute.
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